Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, all right, I'll be your beard.
Ray's still up in the woods, right? Uh... Oh.
No.
Well, y'all do live in New York City. Just New York.
Come here, you skinny-legged son of a bitch!
Oh, please! You're gonna murder him so you can take over his dope farm!
...business concerns. No, just back for a visit.
Because we would be amenable to that.
I would love more of your moist and hot pie.
I heard you. And I can also read, so--
Wha--? Finally, a non-idiotic greeting.
What brings you back up the holler?
Thank you, Janelle, I would love more of your moist and hot pie.
No, I swear, this was just an extremely unlikely mishap with the barbed wire.
So is this.
She's mad because I slept with Randy.
Remember? We picked you up last night, said we were going on a trip?
Yes. Randy. Which I probably should've mentioned earlier.
Hahahaha Phrasing
ARCHER : You've reached Sterling Archer's voice-mail.
Carol? Wha--?
Well, I only got to ninth grade!
No, and to where? Six Flags Over The Shittier Parts of Chernobyl?
No! Ray, that was sarcasm.
Or have we literally gone back in time?
While you were in bed with my wife! Our marriage was never consummated!
We got a situation here.
Lana!
Well, make sure it's a short one.